"Then," said he, "you did not know of the official order issued?"
"Oh yes, I heard of it," was her reply.
He then asked, "Are you not afraid to die, that you stay here in
this county?"
The mutang bowed, and made answer, "I have a matter of complaint to
lay before your Excellency to be put right; please take note of it
and grant my request. It is this: There are true mutangs and false
mutangs. False mutangs ought to be killed, but you would not kill an
honest mutang, would you? Your orders pertain to false mutangs; I do
not understand them as pertaining to those who are true. I am an honest
mutang; I knew you would not kill me, so I remained here in peace."